madgrad2

Oh life, what won't you shove in my direction?

Last night one of my friends nearly got date raped, fortunately I was one of the group able to intervene and prevent it. Now I know why guys get such a bad reputation. First off, he delayed their exit from the bar thinking we would be gone when he got out. Oh no. We waited. When the girl is too drunk to walk, talk ,or order her own drink properly, and you just met her and are claiming that you're going to take her home and do nothing while dragging her away by the shoulder from the friends she came with, YOU'RE A FUCKING LIAR. When every single friend in the group; male and female, is telling you to get her number then call tomorrow, take a fucking hint. Do not keep dragging her away or I will put my fucking cigarette out in your goddamn eye
Trying to talk a drunk person out of doing anything is like trying to give a cat a bath. Argh. I'm very protective of my friends, and hate to see this shit happen, especially to someone who is the sweetest girl I've meet. The fact I'm still in a shitty mood from the previous drama of the week didn't help matters.


Saw Ministry tonight, kick ass show as always, but deep down I just wish they play shit up to 1996 and not the new stuff.
After the show I got the bright idea to go to my local strip club and take my mind of my ex by looking at other naked women. I get to the club...and there is my advisor from school. Do you realize how awkward this is? I'm trying to concentrate on breasts in a zen like moment of crushing reality out, and there is a man who in two weeks I will be asking what elective to take, staring across at me. Whats worse is when the stripper did a boob rub across his face, then a few minutes later did the same to me. I'm getting sloppy seconds from my professor on a stripper. I could smell his aftersave in her cleavage

I'm going to bed now, I can't deal with reality anymore.